The move
It all started the day I broke up with my girlfriend.
We were dating for more then a year but it was not working anymore.
Chanelle was just different we were growing apart.
I was moving away , moving to a new place a fresh start.
So I was moving to a small town where nobody knows me.When I arrived it was raining. Some might take this as a bad omen but I took it as a sign that I was being washed clean of everything in my past.
I love the rain.
It was my first time staying on my own , i have always stayed with someone.
It was not a big house but it was mine I bought it with money that I inherited from my grandmother who died.
It is a beautiful house in a quiet neighborhood. I was very excited. I had to buy everything from scratch the only thing I own is my clothes.
For now i was sleeping on the floor. But that did not bother me I was just to happy.
My next door neighbour was an old man , he told me that his daughter was living with him. That i should come and have dinner with them tonight. I accepted seeing as I did not own any dishes or pots to cook my own food, I did not like take out so I was very grateful.
I tried to decide what i should wear I didn't want to be to formal but at the same time I wanted to look like a million bucks.
I settled with a light blue hug me cocktail dress. With no sleaves and ends a little above my knees. Neckline was low but not low enough to show off to much cleavage.